Homecoming [David’s blog on saturday morning smack-dab]

Kerri is back.

She disappeared over 4 years ago. A world-class pianist who fell and broke both her wrists. And then, fell again. Her artistry fractured, her community blew apart and then consumed itself. Pandemic isolation. Depression. Confusion. Hurt. Despair.

And then, in a moment that I can only describe as miraculous, in the most-unlikely-scenario, she let it go and laughed. The choice was easy. The heaviness fell from her spirit. Sitting next to her, I felt the light return. It was so startling that I turned and stared. It was like watching a sunrise. There she was. She came back. After 4 years, she came home.

We walked down the hill, hand-in-hand, and got into the car. We drove away. We literally giggled for miles, overwhelmed with the return of spaciousness in her spirit, the bright light shining in her eyes. Ahhh.

Perfect.

read Kerri’s blogpost about HOMECOMING

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4 Responses

  1. I am not sure how or why, but women rule the roost. They are the head honchos, the big cheese, the boss. Women have an uncanny type of control over us males. Even when they are hurt, we hand over to them every ounce of love we can – and then some.

    I know one thing for certain, after meeting my gal in 1991, there is no way on God’s green earth that I can ever be alone again!

    Kerri, welcome back, and don’t forget about Dewy, uh, Don, or is it David? Well, you know who I mean.

    XOXO

    B & C

  2. I am *so pleased* to hear this. 

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